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Everyone and Everything
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September 19th. Today, I saw the sky for the first time in two weeks. I think I felt alive. The sun's out and she's shining bright. Took a walk by the water and I guess it's fine that the West coast is burning and that homeless man is starving on South 34th. But, on a lighter note, today we don't need our raincoats. So I guess it's fine. I spent the summer with my family, watched one of my best friends get married, so why can't I just hold on to the good things? Hold on to the things that feel good. Let this song be a note to self that all the things I say, I sing, I write are just desperate attempts at understanding anyone or anything, everyone and everything.
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Barb's Dead
03:14
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I know you feel like crying, but you swore that you were fine. You know I feel like dying, but I swear that I'll be fine. You move at a pace that I cannot match. How long will it take for you to realize that? You move at a pace that I cannot match. I've been making habits of holding on to people too long, holding on to things I should let go.
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I know you aren't one for men in uniform, but I sense you coming around on me. The morning after we first met, I couldn't help but smile when I caught you staring up at me. We stretched our legs as the sun spilled in and we watched it rise above the Cascades. I wish you could tell me what makes you freeze in doorways. Your big heart and that sweet face. I like you no matter what the kids say. How you walk, how those hips sway... could take a fucking house down. I wish you could tell me what makes you freeze in doorways. I know you'll never be one for men in uniform, but I swear you're coming around on me.
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I can't remember anything, but that's by design. A new self defense mechanism to keep peace of mind. When the present's tough, nostalgia bites hard and I lack the mental fortitude to fend it off. We drove west to the shoreline, caught the last glimpse of sunlight, sang "The Bloodmonths" under night skies, and the next day lost all our weed to some rangers in the Redwoods parking lot. That was five years ago and it still lingers. That was five years ago and not much really mattered. I just didn't know how much I'd miss it. Now I remember everything. I've gotta re-learn how to live with that and how a "brighter" past can make the present hurt.
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friends of friends of friends is billy simmons making an attempt at documenting the sounds coming out of his head as best he can
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